My blog needs a vacation. It’s feeling slighted.
It knows I’m on vacation. Last week the Olympics, this week Normandy.
Don’t side with my blog by calling me spoiled. It can see my entire family is on vacation. It doesn’t need new allies.
My blog is feeling treated like a dog. It should feel worse, because my dog is also away, at a friend’s cottage. How does that work?!
By coincidence, my sister is on vacay right now as well. On the West Coast, California style. Her husband used to play football with my buddy Rico. He’s chilling on the East Coast, Hampton Beach style. There is no deep connection here. I’m just trying to make sure my blog feels as crummy as possible. Even if I have to resort to entirely random connections.